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Deli Meat... by my first job was working in a local deli. the place was near my home and I earned pocket money during the summer, between sessions at school. i cleaned the glass showcases, re-stocked the beer and soda, kept the floor clean, and laundered the aprons at the next-door laundr-o-mat. hey, it was movie money. one of my co-workers, jimmy, was a little older than me. he was a real handsome guy with jet black hair and a winning smile. he smiled at everybody -- girls, guys, men, women, babies -- and his smile seemed to captivate everyone. jimmy was older than me (probably twenty) and I idolized him. I was fascinated by his anatomy and watched him move behind the counter while he did his work. I dont know, there was something about him -- the way his apron strings dangled around his backside, the sight of bare ankles above his deck shoes, the tattoo sneaking out of the sleeve of his t-shirt, his bowed legs. something that drove me nuts. he was more mature than me and I was probably attracted to him because of that. we were left in the store alone often. after closing one night i walked into the bathroom and accidentally caught him pissing. I was surprised by the size of his dick. hed tucked the end of his apron under his chin and opened the front of his trousers to allow the whole thing to hang out over the toilet. a firm stream of piss was flooding the bowl and he tilted his head, keeping the apron secure under his chin when I walked in. I tried to act nonchalant, but my jaw dropped to the floor. I apologized, and left the room. I never forgot the sight. jimmy didnt forget my reaction, either. we both acted like what happened was a natural thing but after that, jimmy played it up good. he was proud of his cock and let me see it whenever no one else was around. he sometimes let it hang out of the front of his pants and, lifting his apron, flashed me. when he wore shorts he would let the head hang out of the leg hole and tantalize me with it. once in a while he would rub his cock til the thing got semi-hard -- right there in front of the customers. they never saw anything but the smile. and my dumb look. there was a kitchen in the back of the deli and we all would retreat back there for breaks, lunch, etc. one time I walked back there and caught jimmy with his cock hard and ready to invade a roast beef. it was rolled and oven- ready. he had his apron tucked under his chin again and his cock was all lubed up with the crisco which was always on the table. he was brazen. he asked me if I jerked-off and I told him I did. I asked him why he was jerking in front of the beef. he told me that he was gonna use the beef because there was no helping hand around. im so horny I would fuck swiss cheese. we dont have with holes big enough. I didnt need any more encouragement. there was no one around and the store was closed, so I walked right over to him and wrapped my hand around his dick. the thing was already hard -- about nine inches of silky-smooth, uncut, hot, steely flesh. jimmy leaned back against the counter and let the apron fall when he leaned his head back. he must have been playing with himself for a while because as soon as I started fisting him, under the apron, his hips started to jerk and he started to groan. I couldnt see his cock but I could sure feel it pulsing and convulsing. jimmy put his hands through the arms of his t-shirt and tweaked his nipples while I stroked his big, fat cock. I made a quick grab for a handful of crisco. there was a big wet spot on the front of jimmys apron already and the fistful of grease was making it worse. I slid my fist slowly up and down his hard cock wanting to make his pleasure last. I teased him to the brink and stopped. he was disappointed every time I stopped but he didnt object. I wanted him to have a really big orgasm. what was I thinking? I had pulled my shorts down around my knees and was stroking my cock slowly, alternating between both stiff poles. jimmy was just looking at our stiff pricks -- his dancing up and down by itself while I stroked mine -- mine stiff as a steel rod while I stroked him. finally, I took the end of his apron and tucked it into the neck of his t-shirt so I could see his dick. I made a circle of my thumb and forefinger and slowly, tantalizingly slid it up and down his shaft -- stopping short of the corona -- til jimmy shouted that he was gonna BLAST. I didnt stop what I was doing. I kept him perched on the edge while I stroked myself furiously til I shot the white stuff all over the floor and his pants. jimmys cock was still begging for attention. I made a tighter grip around it and stroked slowly, as before, not touching the head. I made him cum in agonizing slow-motion. the first shot of his jizz went over the raw beef. his eyes were wide open and he yelped my god, I never cum this hard. my fingers continued their magic and the second shot went beyond the first, landing on the floor beyond the table. his knees buckled and his hips fucked his big cock back and forth in my hand as jimmys cum continued to squirt and dribble while I coaxed him to the end.

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